Good Morning, sunshy kiss

*Yawn*

Funny things struck me mind when i was half way to the stardom of being a bathroom singer.

*Applause*

Ahemm.... Ok back to the point! There was THIS women, married women i mean *whispering* but she always insisted on telling other ppl to be particular MEN that she is still a GIRL if u get wat i mean.. o.O

Hey married women if you are reading my thing now and the description matched your identity, ya it's you... Spell your name you EVIL!

Once ever told that befriend only with those rich and famous.. See maybe she got the point! Coz im once a very poor soul that i have to wait til every Wednesday of the week to get in a club so that im waived with any charges including the liquid that flows for free all night long! How funny and sacarstic that i ended up poorer and unfamous! Tell me y? How bad is her theory and how bad is her taste of idea..

Anyway i never bothered bout those rich and famous idea, coz my idea is much more brutal and realistic thea her.. The drink in the glass is, the rhythem floating in the thin air is ALWAYS that matters to me. Money drools every fool, not everyone.

*Phewwww*

Im venting it just out if thought and my last breath... *Scoffs* All right! Im have to deal with my empty stomach now.. Adios!

P/S: A rich man always needed a constant tragedy to remind how he was once a poor man